" Jean was thinking of Tom's daughter, Linda. The dark-haired mother felt certain her son would love it here, but although she had always loved Linda ...ike a daughter, she had her doubts about the girl. Linda had always been a bit wild, even as a small child. She was always more difficult to control than Paul. Jean was sure that by now, Linda would be interested in boys, and from the looks of the small town a few miles away the chances looked slim for Linda to find a place to meet the young. He grinned, and sat up. Reaching down, he pulled Lisa towards him and she straddled him, her skirt hiking up to her waist, revealing her black cotton thong. They kissed, her hands moving over his face, back and chest while his right hand slid up the back of her shirt, and his left hand slid up her right thigh, lightly touching across the top of her leg to where her thong was, He grabbed his now hard cock, and angling it against it stomach, pulled her hard towards him so that her clit and pussy. Why didn't...Hurry the fuck up you lazy cracker,” the suited man snarled through clenched teeth. “ You don't want to see me pissed off.” Margo didn't see how the dark skinned man could get any angrier than he already was, but she wasn't about to test the theory. In a blink of an eye her sorority sweater was on the ground. She fumbled with the buttons on the Abercrombie dress shirt, biting her lip to keep from crying. The open shirt slid down her back, sending a shiver along with it. The thugs. The first moved around behind her. She suddenly received a stinging slap on the ass. "You ready, bitch?" Yes." Jenny said, blinking back tears."You want me to fuck you?" Yes." You want all of us to fuck you?" Yes." Jenny whimpered, feeling her pussy tighten with anxiety. She felt the head of his cock brushing her slit as he bent over her and whispered "Beg"."I - I want you to fuck me. I - I want your cock. I'm just..." She felt sick "Just a fucktoy. I want..." She broke off with a yelp as he.